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PUBLISHERS’ NOTE 


"THE author of this brochure is but ten years of 
* age. The publishers indulge the hope that 
it may find favor as a gift book by those parents 
who desire to encourage the mental development 
of their little ones; and to forward their intellectual 
activities by the example here afforded. 


Copyright, 1906, by Jane Phillips Conkey 












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A Trip to Fairyland 

O NCE upon a time there 
was a little boy named 
Jack Wheeler. He 
lived with his mother and 
father in a little village called 
Bear Creek. This village 
bordered on a very large 
forest. 


A TRIP TO FAIRYLAND 

There were no near-by 
boys and girls for Jack to 
play with, yet he was never 
lonesome, because he spent 
much of his time playing with 
the squirrels and rabbits in 
the woods. 

Jack’s father was a wood- 
cutter, and one day he went 
to the forest with him and 
watched him cut down the 
trees. His father worked 
steadily all morning, and after 
luncheon they sat down in 
the shade to rest. 


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A TRIP TO FAIRYLAND 


After a while Jack got tired 
of silting still, so he said that 
he would go and see if he 
could find a rabbit anywhere 
around there. His father 
said he might go; so he start- 
ed out on his errand of dis- 
covery and adventure. A 
little white rabbit saw Jack 
coming his way, but he was 
too cute to allow himself to 
be caught by so small a boy; 
so away he scampered to his 
burrow without Jack even 
having seen him. 



A TRIP TO FAIRYLAND 


He soon forgot all about 
the rabbit, and am used himself 
in picking wild flowers and 
fancy colored leaves, in lis- 
tening to the birds singing in 
the trees, and watching the 
frolics of the squirrels who 
did not seem to be a bit wild. 

When he was tired of walk- 
ing he began to look around 
for a resting place. Soon he 
came to a tree with a big hole 
in it, and above the hole, 
carved in the bark, were these 
words: 


“Rap three times and see 
what comes of it!” 



Jack was very much 
mystified, but he thought he 


A TRIP TO FAIRYLAND 


would rap just the same. 
So he rapped three times, 
and immediately a beautiful 
little fairy appeared. 

“Is there anything that I 
can do for you?” she asked 
in a sweet voice. 

J ack was very much aston- 
ished when he saw this 
beautiful creature, so he 
thought for a little while and 
then said, “ I would like to go 
to Fairyland, as I have read 
so much about it in books 
and think it would be nice.” 







A TRIP TO FAIRYLAND 

The fairy said, “Very well, 
deary, I will take you to 
Fairyland. Run back to 
your father now, and to-night 
at twelve o’clock I will come 
for you; but go to bed and do 
not tell any one about what 
I have said to you.” 

He went back to his father 
then, and that night at twelve 
the little fairy appeared at his 
bedside and told him to dress. 
When he was dressed she 
gave him a drink which put 
him to sleep immediately. 



When he awoke it was 
midnight, and of course, all 
was dark, but he could see 
a lot of ugly little spirits run- 
ning around and he became 
frightened. He asked the 
fairy what it meant, and she 
said that it was the chamber 



A TRIP TO FAIRYLAND 


of wickedness and that all the 
little forms flying about were 
the bad fairies that hurt little 
boys and little girls when they 
were allowed to visit the 
real world, and they would 
have to keep these ugly 
shapes as a punishment for 
their lack of kindness. 

He said that he did not like 
that place and wanted to go 
out of there. So she took 
him to a room that was part- 
ly dark. In here he saw a 
lot of little white beds with 



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sick fairies in them, and some 
fairy nurses going about in 
big white aprons and caps. 

“ This is our hospital,” said 
the fairy, “where we keep all 
the wounded fairies who are 
hurt when they go out in the 
world to make people good.” 
Jack went around to the beds 
and spoke to some of the 
poor sick fairies, and then 
Butterfly, which is the name 
of the fairy that brought him 
to Fairyland, called him to 
her and said, “Now we will 



go into the prison, where we 
keep all the fairies who are 
naughty and who steal.” 


So they went into a room 
which was also dark, and it 
smelled musty. In here 



A TRIP TO FAIRYLAND 

thin iron bars in front of them, 
and behind these bars were 
fairy prisoners dressed in pink 
and blue striped suits. Jack 
and Butterfly went around 
in front of all the cells and 
cheered some of them by 
giving them good things to 
eat. 

Next they went to a room 
in which the fairies took care 
of the wounded birdsandbugs. 
There were little white beds 
just the same as in the fairy 
hospital. On one bed there 




.was a little dove dying, and 
Jack’s little heart was sad- 
dened by the sight of it, so he 
went over and spoke kind- 
ly to it. On another there 
was a fly, and it was com- 



A TRIP TO FAIRYLAND 


plaining because it could not 
go out-of-doors, and the fairy 
nurse was trying to make it 
lie still, because it would not 
get well if it did not do so. 

Then from there they went 
into a beautiful garden, where 
fairies were planting pretty 
flowers, because they wanted 
to take the flower seeds to 
the earth to help make things 
bright and beautiful there. 

They stayed there for a 
while, and then Jack said that 
he would like to see the 



Fairy Queen; but Butterfly 
said that they must not see 
her until that night; but she 
said that she would take him 
to the throne room. So they 
went into a very beautiful 
room, where there was an 
elegant diamond throne and 
the walls were all made of 
lily-of-the-valley and vio- 
lets. The floor was inlaid 


A TRIP TO FAIRYLAND 


with jewels, which caused 
the room to be very light 

After that, as it was about 
five o’clock, they went into 
the banquet hall and had a 
lovely tea, at which they 
drank out of hyacinth bells 
and ate from sea shells. 

When they had finished 
Butterfly took him into a 
beautiful little bedroom, 
where there was a tiny bed 
and dressing-case and a 
lovely scent of roses and 
violets. Then Butterfly told 








A TRIP TO FAIRYLAND 


him to lie down and nest 
himself until she called him. 
He fell into a delightful sleep 
and dreamed that little wood- 
nymphs were flying about 
him. 

He had slept about two 
hours when Butterfly called 
him and told him to put on 
a suit of rose leaves which 
she brought him, because 
she said that he was to go 
and see the Queen. When 
he was dressed she took him 
into the throne room, and 



there on the throne he saw 
a beautiful fairy, dressed in 
pure white, with a pretty 
white rose in her dark hair. 
In the hall were assembled 
all the fairies of Fairyland, 
and they made way for him 
to pass up to the Queen. 



A TRIP TO FAIRYLAND 

When she saw him com- 
ing up she said, “ I am very 
glad to see you, my dear little 
friend; you are welcome to 
make yourself at home in 
my kingdom.” As she said 
this she put out her little 
white hand, which he kissed. 
Then he said, “ I thank you 
very much, dear Queen. I 
am sure that I will, in such 
a beautiful place as this.” 

Jack was delighted to see 
the little fairies forming them- 
selves into rings and playing 




A TRIP TO FAIRYLAND 


the games he had seen in 
pictures: Ring Around Rosy, 
London Bridge, The Mulber- 
ry Bush, Little Sally Water, 
Blindman’s Buff, Hide and 
Seek, and many other games 
that every one knows about 
After she had talked to 
him a little while she called 
a fairy to her and said, “Lilly- 
bell, will you please tell the 
musicians to come in and play 
for this little friend of ours?” 
Immediately a band of five, 
dressed in green and white 





A TRIP TO FAIRYLAND 


uniforms, came in and began 
playing on harps and violins. 

After they had played 
about half an hour a beautiful 
table came up through the 
floor, decorated with white 
roses and laden with good 
things to eat 

Right away Jack and the 
fairies commenced to eat, 
and in fifteen minutes noth- 
ing was left but the table and 
the roses. Then a fairy page 
came in with a yellow tulip 
filled with nectar for the 





A TRIP TO FAIRYLAND 

Queen; and then began the 
fairy dances which were new 
and strange to Jack, but 
which he very much enjoyed. 

They danced then until 
eleven o’clock, when Butter- 
fly came to Jack and said, 

“ 1 must take you home now. 
Jack, because no mortal is 
allowed to stay in Fairyland 
more than one day; so go 
back to the little bedroom 
and put on your own suit of 
clothes and then come back 
here to me.” When he came 



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back she bade him to say 
good-bye to the Queen. 

He went to her, held out his 
hand and said, “I want to 
thank you ever and ever so 
much for the lovely time I 
have had here, and I hope 
that sometime you will come 
and see me.” 

She said that she would like 
to, and just before he went 
she gave him a little enchant- 
ed bell, which she said would 
play sweet music the days 
that he was good, and tinkle 











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mournful sounds when he 
was bad. He thanked her 
very much, and then Butter- 
fly gave him a sleeping po- 
tion as before and when he 
awoke he was in his own 
little bed and the sky was all 
bright and pretty with the 
morning light 

A great many years later, 
when he had little children 
of his own, there was noth- 
ing they liked so much to 
hear about as their father’s 
visit to Fairyland and to be 
shown the little golden bell. 






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The Story of arminta 

lONG, long ago, there was 
L a beautiful princess 
named Arminta. She lived 
with her mother and father 
in a gray stone palace on the 
shores of Lake Moorland. 
She had beautiful dark eyes 
and long brown curls. One 
day her father said to her: 



THE STORY OF ARMINTA 


“My daughter, why do you 
not marry some of these 
young princes that love you 
so much?” 

“Dear father,” she replied, 
“1 will only marry the man 
who can get for me a ring 
from the tree of fortune in 
the garden near the north 
pole” 

“Is there no way in which 
one can procure this ring?” 
asked her father. 

“Yes,” she answered, “but 
only one who is noble and 


THE STORY OF ARMINTA 


good and has magical power 
can enter the gates which 
are almost impassable and 
are guarded by two 
immense giants.” 

The king went away sat- 
isfied and immediately sent 
out this proclamation: 

“Come! come! any one 
who can get a golden ring 
from the tree of fortune in 
the garden near the north 
pole may have the hand of 
the princess in marriage.” 


THE STORY OF ARMINTA 


Many fine young princes 
tried to get the ring but even 
before they got to the giants 
they had to give up. At last, 
there came one day to the 
palace the handsomest 
prince that Arminta had 
ever seen. He asked her if 
there was any chance that 
she would be his bride, and 
she said yes, if he could get 
what the others had tried 
and failed to get. So one 
fine morning the prince 
started out. He carried a 


THE STORY OF ARMINTA 

sword, a knapsack, and a lit- 
tle bird that could foretell 
any harm. After awhile he 
became tired and thought 
that he would sit down and 
eat some luncheon. Soon, 
he started up again and 
walked the rest of that day 
and all night. In the morn- 
ing he found himself near a 
pretty little stream. The 
bird seemed restless, and the 
prince thought that it might 
be hungry, so he let it go 
to hunt for its breakfast. 


THE STORY OF ARMINTA 

But in a few minutes, he 
found it was not hunger that 
ailed the bird, but that it was 
trying to warn its master of 
coming danger; for as he 
stooped to take a drink, what 
was his astonishment when 
he found himself knocked 
into the stream. He looked 
all around but saw no one. 
He waited, and in a few min- 
utes a voice said: 

“Ha! I guess he is dead. 
Wouldn’t he be surprised if 
he knew who pushed him 



THE STORY OF ARMINTA 

in? But I won’t tell on my- 
self, will I, Baldic? Come to 
think of it, that is quite a 
pretty name for me to have. 
I’ll tell my brother giant. 
Rumble, to have a care or 
this young midget might get 
us into trouble because his 
mother is one of those 
mealy-mouthed fairies. I 
guess as no one is around. I’ll 
take a nice little snooze.” 

In a few minutes the 
prince heard some very loud 
snoring, and he judged 


THE STORY OF ARMINTA 


rightly that the giant was 
asleep. He jumped out of 
the stream and looked about 
Pretty soon he came upon 
the giant his red hair laying 
loosely about and his green 
velvet suit quivering with the 
exertions he made in breath- 
ing. The prince immediately 
drew his sword and cut off 
the giant’s head, and the head 
gave one lurch and rolled off 
into the stream. 

“Well,” said the prince, “1 
think I must be near the 


THE STORY OF ARMINTA 

gate because this old fellow 
was saying something about 
his brother giant Rumble. 
So my mother is a mealy- 
mouthed old fairy, is she? 
Humph! I guess she knows 
more in a minute than those 
creatures do. I must be off 
to look for the other one.” 

The prince walked a 
ways further and feeling the 
little bird fluttering in his coat- 
pocket, he thought that there 
might be danger near. So 
he looked around, and in the 


THE STORY OF ARMINTA 


distance saw the other giant 
pacing up and down in front 
of the gates. The prince 
thought that he would wait 
until this giant went to sleep. 
In about two hours Rumble 
fell asleep, and going up to 
him, he treated the last head 
as he had the first, and strange 
to say, this head jumped into 
the stream too. After killing 
both the giants, he walked 
further on and suddenly 
arrived at the gates. As he 
opened them, a ferocious 


THE STORY OF ARMINTA 

snake sprang out The rep- 
tile was quickly killed and 
the prince went in. In a 
minute he found the tree 
and he picked the most 
beautiful ring that it afforded. 
He then went back to the 
palace and gave the ring to 
Arminta, who was waiting for 
him. In about a month they 
were married and lived hap- 
pily all the rest of their lives. 

THE END 




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